Brian saw it first. There on the top of one of the tall towers supporting power lines, was a huge eagle nest.
We pulled over and got out the binoculars to have a closer look. The black speck we could see from a distance was actually a young eagle standing slightly to one side of the 
nest. Upon scanning the area, we discovered an adult eagle on a nearby tower, keeping watch.
I looked at the tremendous height and thought of those eaglets learning to fly. This doesn’t happen quickly, it’s a process. I’ve been told the immature eagles often stand at the edge of the nest, frightened to take the risk to fly. 
When the parent thinks the eaglet is ready, it will push the young one out.
Sometimes I’ve done the preparation needed but have been afraid to take the risk to fly solo. My faith is still immature. In cases like this, I’ve appreciated a push that forced me to trust in my ability to soar. God has many ways of giving me the push I needed.
Like the adult eagles standing guard over their young, I know that God is always nearby, watching over me. Even when I’m not aware of his presence, he is there.
He teaches me what I need to learn and I am confident when he asks me to step out in faith, one of two things will happen. Either he will catch me when I fall or teach me to fly.
…but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. (Isaiah 40:31 NIV)